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It's My Perfect Legacy - Band Roleplay

Ealadha sat moving slightly to the beat of the music that blasted from his phone. The Prodigy had become a new found favourite of Ealadha. It had a habit of springing up whenever he was out. His pale hands clasped a section of his hair, pulling it up and slapping gel onto the underneath, before spiking it out randomly. He quickly slid his black hat on over the top and readjusted the rest of his hair. He hadn't really made this much effort all week, but he was going to consider going to the nearest club tonight, if anyone else would go with him.

It didn’t seem exactly likely that anyone would; they were going through a rough patch lately and it didn’t look good so far. Even so, they’d told a fair few Rock magazines they’d be bringing an album out soon and that didn’t look positive. Especially not after last time. The last album they started on ended in tears. An old member quit and stormed off in an angry fit. Ealadha knew it wouldn't be a matter until the tension get the best of everyone.

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Effy put her feet up in front of her mirror tapping whatever she could find she smiled and leant back on her chair to tap on the box behind her, and fell off, "ow" she moaned picking her self up and sitting back on the chair, she stared at her reflection brushing down her hair again she hit the ipod player and the sound of M.C.R came blasting out she couldn't be bothered to change it so she carried on brushing her hair.

She sighed opening the closet, she looked at the pictures stuck inside of the past couple years the last few, were full of forced smiled and sad eyes, and a missing person. she picked out a tartan skirt and black top and pulled on some long black socks, she sat on the bed tying the shoelaces of her converses.

James was sitting around waiting for anyone to say anything. He was getting bored quickly as he sat playing random riffs off his guitar. He began to think about how the band was starting to treat each other. He was really one of the only ones that kept quite during the fights. He looked at Ealadha get ready to go out somewhere. He then heard someone fall and looked toward Effy. He laughed for a second and turned to her. "You okay?"

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"Fine" she said tripping up again she steadied her self, "so what boring thin are we getting up to today?" she forced a smile.

(For the easiest, you can call Ealadha E if you like. It's a nickname, plus it means you don't have to keep writing it out over and over again.))

Ealadha turned sharply as Effy fell, he held back a laugh, and twisted back round to finish sorting out his hair. He stood slowly, his mouth opening widely in a yawn. He was tired. Incredibly tired. He headed over to the fridge but caught sight of himself in the mirror. "Holy sh*t." He cursed, noticing the large black rings that had formed about his eyes. "Jesus, it wasn't that bad... What happened?" He murmered to himself, only just realising he could no longer remember what had happened at the venue he'd been at last night. He'd obviously once again got twice, maybe even thrice, as drunk as anyone else there. He sighed, growling and swearing, as he headed over to the kitchen to make some coffee.

"No idea. I'm going to the Late Lounge tonight if anyone's interested." He mentioned, grabbing a tablet for his head ache as he replied to Effy's question.

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Effy watched E take a double take, "maybe if you didn't drink so much you wouldn't be so tired all the time" she said quietly.

"Not sure. I'm sure we'll find something though. I'd say we should go out somewhere, but you know, the media, fans, that sort of thing." James laughed. He thought for a while. "I don't know. What do you feel up for?" He saw the dark circles around his eyes and shook his head. He'd been drinking hard again.

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"You mean, you know" she laughed slightly , "Dunno, anything that dosent mean being bored" she smiled twirling her hair around her drum sticks then out again, bored.

"It's not the drinking, it's the party, my I remind you." Ealadha corrected, waving an arm at Effy. He stood quietly, waiting for the kettle to boil. Yes, they had a coffee machine, but Ealadha liked his coffee to be made the British way. He dropped back into one of the kitchen high-chairs and yawned again whilst waiting for his coffee. He took out his phone from his trouser pocket and let a wide smile rise on his face. The background held a picture of his girlfriend, Abbigail, with her friends and two of his friends all squeezing into a telephone box.

"When are we going back to Ireland?" He asked, turning around to look at each of them. Last time he'd asked, he'd had a pillow thrown at his head. E practically always asked when they were returning back to his homeland again. He may drink at practically any club he liked the look of but he wasn't unfaithful to Abbigail. He'd never cheat on her, even if he was so drunk he couldn't even think straight.

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"Dunno, but maybe it is time to return, i an sure missing everyone in ireland, and my parents have moved to london, so i guess when we go back I'm leaving" she said looking down.